Special thanks to Andy for manning my stall for ages while I was wandering around, and also for taking these pictures of my vile self and all the things I had for sale:

Check me out, selling stuff to Gareth Brookes - who do I think I am, Elvis? Anyway, following the convention, I've updated my Etsy Shop with both items I was debuting there - The Big Bang Issue One and The Crumpet Time Badge Set - you can also now pick up a copy of The Big Bang from Travelling Man Newcastle, and you'll be able to pick both items up from all Travelling Man stores at some point in the very near future when I figure out how I'm going to do it.

Friday, 20 November 2009

I picked up The Big Bang from the printers yesterday and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. I will be selling copies for £2.50 at Thought Bubble this weekend, and for about the same price in dollars on my Etsy Shop after this weekend. There will also be copies for sale at Travelling Man (all four stores) when I get around to mailing them out. As for now, here's a video preview (an idea that I stole from Fantagraphics).

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

So The Big Bang Issue One is complete and will be ready to pick up from the printers on Thursday afternoon. This has easily been the most labour-intensive comic I've worked on, purely because I aimed to do more than before and in less time than before. I read through everything I had after it was finished, and the feel is completely different to most of my other titles - by which I don't mean it was some other-worldly magical experience, just very different. The fact that myself and the illustrious Mr. Alexi Conman planned 3 issues before I had set pen to paper means this first issue actually feels like a first issue - it's a beginning as opposed to a "see how many ideas I can cram into 16 pages" kind of affair.

Most of my time between now and its launch will be spent doing all other manner of preparation for Thought Bubble, and after Thought Bubble I intend to start work on Issue Two and also on making a record with my band Sleepwalk. We're not a 50's Rock'n'Roll band, but as the war continues to rage in my mind as to which televised version of Johnny B Goode by Chuck Berry kicks more ass, I'm certainly considering crossing the genre boundary. If it wasn't for stupid Keith Richards and the god damn Allman Brothers butting in on the second one I'd probably go with that, but the other has crazy beehive-sporting hipster girls doing the twist.